The Son: Mommy, I'm pushing the cart, I'm a big boy.
Me: That's right Honey, you are a big boy and a good helper.
The Son: I feel so much older, I think... I feel like I'm five!
Me: Wow! That's old! (gosh, he's so cute)
As we left, he asked if he could go on one of those rides that you put a couple quarters in and then pray that it actually works for your kid who wants to ride it and I said he could since he was in camp/Kids' Corner all day and I was feeling guilty and he was good in the grocery store. (run on anyone?) The ride, happened to be right by the employee smoking area, (isn't that a stupid spot for the smoking area?) Well, he rode the ride, it worked thank Goodness and then he got off and walked over to the three smokers (before I could stop him). He very calmly said to them:
The Son: You know, smoking is bad for you.
Smoker: That's right, I shouldn't do it.
The Son: Then stop doing it. It's not healthy.
Smoker: Thank you, you're right, I'm putting it out right now.
The Son: Ok good. Bye.
We then walked away, they were nice about it but I was a little embarrassed. Maybe he'll make someone think about smoking next time. The kid makes me laugh, that's for sure, and no one will ever accuse him of being shy. I don't know where he gets it. ;)